Dust in the Corner
A story that came to me after reading the book 'My Sweet Audrina', by V.C Andrews. You'll find a lot of similarities. Think of it as;
Miku = Audrina
Rin = Arden
Meiko = Vera
Lily = Sylvia
Lui = Damian (the dad)
Ring = Lucietta (the mom)
Any other character mentioned is pretty much my own (sort of... I still don't own Vocaloid), added in because a story isn't a real story if it's just a copy of another. (I learned that a long time ago, on Flipnote Hatena for the DSi, to be exact.)
I currently have my MP3 on shuffle, but all it seems to want to play is Demi Lovato, the Jonas Brothers, and I'll be there for you (by the Rembrandts. It's also the theme song for... Friends, I believe?). Where is all my good J-pop/K-pop?! Sigh... Right now, I'm driving to Saint Hyacinthe, Québec. I'll be in this car for 3 and a half more hours. I've been in here since 7:00. It is currently 12:10 pm. Which makes it a... 8 1/2 hour drive. OTL Plus, I have my annoying brother beside me. Someone, please, just kill me now.
Now I'm really glad I brought my Notebook laptop, because even though it sucks, I can still write with it. And this idea in my head is so desperate to get out... seriously, it's all I've been thinking about (along with Hina's spanish dub of Secret... it's really good, but only has like, 40 views). I passed by the drive-in while driving home, and thought, "Hmm... maybe I can include a scene where Kaito and Meiko go to the drive-in, and where she gets all pissed off with him, and storms off... maybe that's when I'll let the readers know tha _... (Censored so not to spoil anything. :D)
I'm staying in Québec for a week. (I just asked to make sure. Normally we only stay 3 days, so I was surprised.) Then, on Wednesday, August 15th, I'm off to Germany for 3 weeks. I'll be back September 7th. So, if I manage to update this before the 15th, consider it my last update for a whie... sorry! Hopefully it'll help with my writing experience to visit Europe though, since it's apparently so very different compared to Canada.
Anyway... if you're still with me now, and I haven't bored you to death with chapter 578 of my life story, then please, continue on! Read the stuff you're actually here to read! DO IT NOW!
P-S: I'm sorry if I offend anyone with this story. This is based on no real person, and if it is somehow extremely similiar to some of your life experience, it probably isn't you, and I've probably never met you. I'm no stalker, I assure you. It's also not based off any FFN story, and I haven't read any similiar to this. If it happens to be like yours, I'm sorry, but I assure you I am not stealing your ideas. Are we good now?
Len: No, not yet. You still have to warn them about the... you know.
Oh, right. This story will also contain some incest, and hints of homosexuality. I think I said that right... if not, then let me rephrase. Hints of gay. Maybe even more than just hints. Now are we done, Len?
Len: I think so... I can't think of anything else.
Good! So we're ready to start. I have 83% of my battery left, and it's 12:30. I should be able to make it at least another hour...
EDIT: It lasted until about 2:30 pm, at the part where Lily is first introduced. I made it to Quebec safe and sound...~
Prologue - Fate
"Oh... we're out of ice cream." The young girl gazed into the near empty ice cream container, which held only enough for a few tablespoons. Definitely not enough to fit a bowl, or the 7-year-old's craving palette.
"Ma! I need some money to go to the store and buy some more ice cream!" she yelled out.
Ring Suzune came down the stairs with a worried expression. "It's a little late Miku. It's getting dark. Can't you wait until tomorrow?"
"But mom...!" Miku whined. "I'm hungry for ice cream! Please? I'll be fast!"
Ring glanced the clock. 6:56 pm. And the store wasn't really that far... She sighed. "Fine. But be quick."
Miku grinned, grabbed the 10 dollar bill her mother was handing to her, and ran out the door. The sun was quickly setting, the sky growing darker every second. By the time Miku coud see the store, the streetlamps were already lit.
She grinned. 'Strawberry icecream~!'
"Hey, little girl."
Miku's head snapped over to the left. Two men were standing there. One looked around 25, with some facial hair around his chin, and slightly greasy brown hair. The other looked younger, around his early twenties. He also had short brown hair, but cleaner. His face had a few pimples, but they weren't ugly.
Miku watched them curiously. Had they lost their own children? Or maybe they were looking for directions?
"Can you hep us out here?" the older man asked. The younger one watched him in what seemed like amusement, which Miku found a little strange, but she was always glad to help. Then, she made the biggest mistake of her life.
She walked up to them. "Yes, sir? What is it?"
The younger man grabbed her left wrist, so hard, it hurt. "Wha-" The older one covered her mouth with his hand.
Panic took over the girl too young for things this cruel. She thrashed around, kicking, trying to hit one oif them with her puny fists, bite the hand covering her mouth... Her foot made contact with the older man's stomach, and he pulled his hand away from her, letting out an 'oomf!'
Miku screamed, but either no one heard her, or people just didn't care.
The older man glared at her, a dangerous fire in his eyes, as well as something else swirling in those dark eyes that made the 7-year-old shiver, completely terrified.
And then they ripped her clothes off.
Tears of humiliation fell down the poor girl's cheeks. Why her? Why were they doing this? Why her?!
They both took their turn with her, not caring that she was bleeding, and that they were only making it worse. Miku was absolutely mortified. She was hurting- why couldn't they see she was hurting?! They enjoyed her pain! They enjoyed it! Why wasn't anyone coming to help her? The convenience store was no more than 25 feet away- why couldn't someone come out and help her?!
She wanted to die. Wanted to die, even if it brought her to hell with the demons instead of with Jesus and the angels in heaven. Hell couldn't be worse than this!
'Kill me now...!' she wanted to say, but they'd gagged, shoved a cloth into her mouth. Even if they hadn't, she just couldn't stop screaming.
Eventually, they left her there, shivering in the cold of the night.
She couldn't move. She didn't want to move. She was too embarassed, and in too much pain. She wanted to die, wanted to disappear so bad now, as the sobs escaped, her voice hoarse.
Her tears tasted salty, but her throat was still so dry, so strained.
"Mommy..." she whispered, calling to her, even though she knew her mother couldn't reach her. "Help...!"
She lay there for another 5 minutes, before finally mustering enough courage to stand up. She gathered her ripped up clothes, holding them up to cover her nakedness, then carefully took a step forward. Then another. Soon enough she was wobbling at a speed that could be considered walking, sticking to the shadows, hiding whenever she heard someone coming.
Eventually she found her way back home. The sky was pitch black, and it was far, far too late.
She opened the front door, her eyes watering again just imagining her mother's reaction.
"Miku?" she heard her mother call out. "Miku, is that you? You had momma so worried!" Miku was silent, as she listened to her mother's footsteps coming closer and closer. And then they stopped.
"M-Miku! What happened?!" her mother cried out.
Miku stared down at the ground, so very ashamed. What had she done to make those men believe she was wicked? What did she do to make them think of her as dirty? "B-Boys..." she said, choking out another sob.
Ring gasped, her hand going up to her mouth, her eyes watering as well. "No... not my Miku...!" She understood. She knew.
Papa was still away at work. How was he going to react?
Ring fell to her knees, crying, and Miku wanted nothing more than to just disappear. She was a disgrace to the family. She was dirty, infected, unpure... Jesus surely wouldn't love her now! She was so full of sin, she didn't deserve to live... so why couldn't she just die now?
Ring suddenly grabbed her daughter's wrist, and pulled her upstairs towards the bathroom. "We..." she sniffed. "We need to clean them off you." She started the water in the tub, while Miku stood waiting, still bleeding, still so depressed.
When the water was steaming hot, Ring gestured to the girl. "Get in."
Miku obeyed, afraid of her mother's tone. The water was too hot, burning, but Miku didn't say anything. Her mother grabbed the scrub brush, and to Miku's horror, started scrubbing where already she was hurt and bleeding. Miku screamed, but Ring didn't give her any mercy, determined to clean the filthiness of those men from her skin.
If there was one thing Lui Hatsune expected when coming home... this most definitely wasn't it.
To see his beautiful daughter red from head to toe, skin so damaged that even the smallest scratch would draw blood... he was furious. "What were you thinking?!" He roared at his wife. She shuddered, the sobs racketing through her body.
And poor Miku... "I'm never going to be clean again, am I, papa? I'm always gonna be dirty now... right?"
Lui's heart sank. "No... that's not true..." he went to pull his flesh and blood daughter to him, but she jerked away.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" she yelled, backing away, fear in her eyes.
Lui lost it for a moment. He stared at the daughter that was his pride and joy, and just couldn't think straight. He couldn't hear anything, just stared at those frightened eyes... that fear that was directed at him. Because he was male. Because they were also male. (1)
His poor daughter...
This was the day Miku's life was ruined. Or, at least... the first time it was ruined.
Little did the Hatsunes know, there was more to come.
News travels fast. It always does, doesn't it? That year, Miku was famous. "Oh, did you hear? The Hatsune girl got raped!" Everyone was talking, because talking is what people do best. "I can't believe it! The poor girl... her future's ruined now."
Lui was furious. All that talk wasn't healthy for his precious daughter. She wasn't recovering at all, instead becoming more and more quiet. And she never again asked for ice cream.
So Lui Hatsune bought a big house far away. They moved to a place where no one knew poor Miku Hatsune's tragic past. To them, she was just the average young virgin.
But still, she remained quiet, caught some place in her mind, not fully alive anymore. So the Hatsune parents did what they thought may have been the only option left: They created Lillian-Rose Ayano Hatsune.
She was a beautiful baby, with blond hair like her father's, the type of color that held hints of brown, red, copper, and even strands of gold. Her eyes were a bright blue like her mother's. Her smile, though still toothless, was contagious. She made anyone happy just by being near them.
Everyone but 8-year-old Miku Hatsune. Miku despised her new baby sister for being so perfect, so beautiful, and more importantly, so free of filth. So this girl was going to replace her and become their new favorite, right? They'd love her more than they ever loved Miku, for this Lillian-Rose would never do anything sinful, and would later on live with the angels, ruled by the Almighty Lord and his only son.
Or... would she?
It became apparent a many months later that something wasn't completely right with this child. She had trouble focusing, she slept more than average babies, she wouldn't touch her toys... minor things that could be considered as just irregular habits, but the worried parents brought her to a specialist anyway. Just in case.
It was discovered that fair Lillian-Rose, perfect Lillian-Rose, wasn't so perfect after all. She had a learning disability. It was slightly more difficult for her to understand and grasp things than it was for other people. Instead of repeating the English her parents tried to teach her, she answered in her own language. Instead of playing with her dolls, she seemed especially found of the decorationnal glass prisms. She liked to hold them in rays of sunlight and see the colors project threw them, painting the room with rainbows.
And she was especially fond of her older sister. She followed Miku everywhere, sometimes spending 10 minutes to climb up the stairs to meet her, but Miku still refused to return any affection towards the younger daughter.
Then, one day, Lui pulled Miku away for a moment. "Miku, why are you so cruel to your sister?" he asked.
Miku was no longer afraid of her father, for he would protect her from any further harm. He promised. She pouted. "I'm not being cruel..." she mumbled.
"You and I both know you're not being nice either. So please, explain yourself." he said.
"..." Miku glared at her father. "It's just not fair!" she wailed. "You love her more, because she's perfect, and Jesus still loves her!"
Lui cupped her chin. (2) "I will never love anyone more than you, my dear goddess (3), because no one has ever trusted me more or loved me more than you. And look at her, she isn't perfect! She may have been blessed with the gift of beauty, but so are you, and your smarts are far superior compared to hers. And think, Miku, God blesses those who do good deeds. If you helped her grow, it's very likely God would give you back your place in heaven, and would erase all sin. You just need to help her, okay?"
Drugged silly with the thought of being able to reclaim her rightful place in heaven, Miku opened up to the little blonde, and soon enough, Lillian-Rose spoke her first word: Momma.
"Momma!" she'd clap her hands, watching her older sister with eyes full of admiration. To her, Miku really was her goddess.
"No, that's your momma!" Miku pointed towards Ring, who watched them with mixed emotions.
The girl frowned. "Momma!" she repeated, still staring at Miku.
"No, no, no!" Miku shook her head. She placed her hands over her heart. "Miku." she said. Then, she pointed at her younger sibling's chest. "Lily." Then, she turned and pointed at her mother. "Momma." She turned back and watched Lily expectantly.
Lily never took her eyes off her older sister. "Mm... Mm... Momma!"
As the years passed by, however, Lily progressed. But still, she always played with those shiny prisms, the ones that painted color all around. Soon enough, she reached the age of 9, and she still playes with the glass shapes, flashing rainbows into Miku's eyes.
And Miku was 16. Although this was supposedly her time to become a woman, she didn't develop much. Her breasts were not much more than two little bumps, the size of a regular 12-year-old. In fact, Lily had been starting to reach puberty herself, and those little peaks on her chest were already one third of Miku's size. Miku wondered if it really was hereditary, like her mother said, or because she just didn't want to become a woman just yet. Her hips, however, had grown in quite nicely, the curves so deliciously perfect. She never had too big of an apetite either, so she was skinny too, but healthy.
There are some who are adorable as children, and then lose their luck as they grow older. Then, there are those who only grow more beautiful as they age.
Miku was one of the latter, absolutely stunning-looking. Her parents were so very proud to be the originators of such a beautiful daughter.
But Miku didn't want to be pretty.
Everyone despised her at school, and it was all papa's fault. He made her wear only dresses, blouses, and skirts, only in the prettiest shades of blue, red, yellow, purple, orange, green, and pink, and only made from the finest materials. "We'll show them the Hatsunes can still be elegant!" he'd always say, oblivious to all the jealousy from her classmates that came with it.
The only ones who liked her where the boys, but not exactly in a good way. They'd stare at her longingly, most likely daydreaming about perverted fantasies, then trying to cover the small bulge in their jeans afterwards. And yet, none of them really did anything but pass her notes saying "Will you go out with me?" (to which she never answered to) or stutter and say hello.
Boys weren't for Miku. The only male she accepted was her father.
The one person that hated her the most, however, was a girl named Meiko Sakine. She was a good-looking girl; her short bob of brown hair framed her face in a sexy way (all intents were innocent when Miku thought this), her chocolate brown eyes shimmered with flecks of amber-gold and a sense of determination, her lips were puffy and pouted, her body very woman-like and developed. Her breasts were probably 50 times bigger than Miku's.
But still, she was the most jealous. Her boyfriend, Kaito Shion, was also one of the Miku admires, and he definitely wasn't afraid to show it. He definitely was the most perverse of them all... and even so, Miku had to admit he was cute. Very cute. But she wouldn't date him, even if he did decide to ask her out. Because he was male, she couldn't trust him.
"I like your dress..." he said. "But I bet you'd look even better without it."
"U-Um... no thank you." she stuttered, and tried to walk away, her speed having quickened. He quickly caught up to her, though, matching her pace.
"Admit it, you're just a tsundere on the outside, but you secretly really want to bed me." he said, smirk returned.
"I-I don't think so...!" she blushed, and began to nearly run from him.
He rolled his eyes and chuckled, letting the girl escape, only slightly oblivious to his girlfriend's murderous glare from further away.
Meiko grit her teeth.
She'd teach that girl a good lesson. One that she'd never ever forget!
Well, that was fast! I finished it in only a day- it's still Saturday August 4th, 2012, 11:51 pm.
I know this story might be a little creepy... but it's meant to be a dark story, considering it's based off a V.C Andrews novel. Now THOSE are REEEEALLY messed up. Even worse than this! 5 times- no, 10 times worse than this!
Anywho, if you've read the actual novel, you probably saw a lot of similarities. However, I assure you, it is NOT the same. The rest of the plot happens quite differently (*cough*incestANDgays*cough*).
I originally was just going to have this be called 'Dirty', but I was afraid dad would look around my computer folders, find this, and assume it to be a naughty lemon. Which... technically, this isn't all too far, but... you know what I mean. I'd like to hear suggestions for a better title though, please!
I think I'm going to make this rated M for its darkness, plus some minor sexual content (HELLOOOO?! She gets RAPED!). Meh... M for Mushy Marshmellows. :D
Kudos to my first Miku-centric story! *clap clap clap clap clap* Also, I'm not making the pairing official yet- just so to not ward off anyone, and because I'm a sadistic little beotch who enjoys frustrating people. :D
Question of the Chapter: What do you think the story should be called?
Question of the Chapter 2: On a scale of 1 to 10, what would you rate this story, and why?
Well... I hope you like it, despite it being kind of creepy... XD You guys have all been great so far, so it's time to show some love!
So PLEASE REVIEW!
Credit to RealFolk-Blues for the awesome cover image.
(1) "They" being the rapists.
(2) No worries, as tempting as it may be for me to add in a pedo dad, that's not what I meant when I warned you about incest.
(3) I may be wrong, but I'm pretty sure the name Miku means goddess, which is why he's calling her that.
REVIEWS VERY MUCH APPRECIATED~! ... Please?
